A very well-written, moving and thought-provoking piece.

Shame he forgot to mention the other RAF ‘heavies’ in his second paragraph…

critter592 8 MPG! what the hell is it?

It’s a 1973 Leyland Leopard coach. 😀

A few more that irritate me:

People who walk around in crowded places not looking where they’re going, because they are completely focused on texting on their mobile phone.
Blackberry/ blueberry/ gooseberry (or whatever the hell they are called) users are the worst.

People who, like, insert the word ‘like’ into their conversations.
Where did that come from?

Self-service checkouts.
Bloody pointless, as invariably they act up when I am forced to use them, and require human intervention from a member of staff.

Paul178 (#116),

13 mpg?
Beat ya. My runabout (understandably due to the price of diesel not often about) does 8 mpg.

Jim (#100),

Add to that tractor drivers who do precisely the same thing. B@st@rds. 😡

Hi Chris,

Are you applying directly to the bare plastic?

After washing the model in a warm water/ mild soap solution, I allow it to air-dry. I then remove any dust particles with a tack-cloth.

I then apply primer; I use Halfords grey primer (usual disclaimer applies).

Hope this helps. If you have any other questions, feel free to PM me.

Don

What Graham said, plus:

The stupid c0w in Asda Long Eaton yesterday, who despite an “Excuse me please!” from both myself AND my partner, proceeded to reverse her fat ar$3 into me and then COMPLAINED that I had “rammed” her!

Pillocks usually BMW or Mercedes drivers (Berks in Mercs, & Dreamers in Beamers) on the road who do not seem to realise that a bus or coach is anything up to 12m long and requires a LOT of road to safely turn (viz. the not-so-smart driver of the Smartcar who attempted to UNDERTAKE a bus as it made a wide left-hand turn a few days ago in Beeston – If you know the area, you’ll probably know of the location I refer to).

Those same drivers who drive so close to the rear of my (preserved) coach that I can no longer see them. Can you see me in my mirrors?
No? Then I can’t see YOU. Simple.
(I usually find a touch on the brakes, or hitting the fog lamp switch makes ’em panic… :diablo:)

Conspiracy Theorists. Get a life. Get a job. Get the hell out of my face.

The inept politicians that run this country (into the ground).

People who use the phrase “train station” or “train tracks”.

I could go on…

I knew it all along…

Jim is indeed Victor Meldrew, and I hereby claim my prize! :diablo:

Now, is there anywhere for me to dump this old Citroen 2CV?!:D